I had the opportunity to introduce Ms. Himperdink (this is a fictional name for our nameless dog based on a comment from the whiskey) to the maids who come by our house to help keep it clean. She promptly ran up to them and pee'd at their feet. She has impeccable timing.
Here's an unrelated photo of Himperdink eating the gargoyle in our backyard.
On a semi-related note, I think the title of this post represents a mis-use of the term "serendipity," at least as it relates to Himperdink's urination at the feet of the cleaning lady. However, it became a name candidate for me when I thought about it...lots of syllables though. We did meet Himperdink in a serendipitous fashion, in that we went to the rescue shelter looking for a specific dog (who ended up not being there). In her place was Serendipity.